tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62043777408512574762024-03-13T07:01:47.093+04:00Poems By NathWords to feed the soulSachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-57101927774208961652021-03-07T22:39:00.000+04:002021-03-07T22:39:43.490+04:00Hidden<p dir="ltr">What do I owe you<br>
My heart, my soul<br>
Thieving bastard you are <br>
Hiding in the dark<br>
Moving things quietly<br>
Tiptoeing, unseen by me<br>
But, oh, I see you<br>
I can feel your arms caressing me<br>
I shiver in pain, You smile<br>
Fear creeps in, You laugh <br>
A light in the dark, Your face changes <br>
A hand through the tunnel, You flee<br>
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Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-61554032378639219092019-10-26T06:30:00.001+04:002019-10-26T06:30:35.400+04:00Beside MeWill you stand beside me <br>As I pass into the void, the light <br>
Into an unknown, where fear may strike me<br>
Into the unknown, where I may take flight<br>
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As I take my last breath <br>
And my eyes flutter<br>
Will you stand beside me<br>
Holding my hand, not crying<br>
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For, my love, to watch your eyes<br>
Well up with tears, overflowing <br>
As I pass into the realm alone<br>
May be the worst parting gift I could ever receive<br>
<!--/data/user/0/com.samsung.android.app.notes/files/clipdata/clipdata_191026_062918_692.sdoc--><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>- Sachin </div><div>@poemsbynath</div>Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-47624347177362777882019-10-15T05:35:00.001+04:002019-10-15T05:35:19.151+04:00Child to Adult<p dir="ltr">Loneliness is my fort <br>
Echoing my voice <br>
Amongst the stone walls<br>
The ebb of humans walking around the fort<br>
Hear do I, ignoring the sound <br>
The noise gets to my nerves <br>
The speech to my mind <br>
Laughter echoing in the chamber <br>
Fading into the dark<br>
Pictures on the wall<br>
Thousands, changing by the day<br>
Friends out without me<br>
Relegating me to bystander <br>
Thorn after thorn in my crown <br>
Thorn after thorn in my heart <br>
Change I do look forward to<br>
A smile, some work, keeping busy too<br>
Worry and sorrow far away then <br>
Surrounded by colleagues, the fort disappears <br>
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Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-38805555517404661212018-10-13T07:30:00.000+04:002018-10-13T07:30:04.902+04:00Love <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";"><br /></span><span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">He cupped her face in his hands, ever so tender, caressing her soft cheeks with his thumb. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">Her eyes, wet from the sobbing, pleaded With him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">Her beautiful lips,slightly parted, her nostrils flaring with every breath she took. Her eyes, roaming his face, trying to find a glimpse of human in it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'Don't go...' She whispered, her eyes begging, her voice so soft, it could not be heard over his breathing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'Stay... Please',she pleaded, her bosom raising with each breath she took. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">She saw his eyes softening, a look of wonder flashing across his face, a reaction so minute, had she not been so close,she may have missed it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">And as a falcon diving in for a fish, he kissed her, his hands caressing her back,his tongue rough in her mouth. Their passion overflowing, their breath ragged, their hands all over each other. </span></div>
<div style="color: #454545; font-family: ".sf ui text"; line-height: normal; text-align: left;">
<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">They were lost in lust, in the heat of the moment. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">But before that,they were lost in love. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">- Sachin</span></div>
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Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-56906358852142834292018-10-06T03:31:00.000+04:002018-10-06T03:31:12.406+04:00The Call<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">I wasn't surprised to hear the phone ring. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">But I was surprised to see the name that popped up on the screen. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">He hadn't called... not since.. well. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">I took the call. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'Hey', a tired voice breathed from the other end. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'Hey... how are you?'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'I'm... I'm ok.' </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'You sure?'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'No.' </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">The answer made me curious. I had never heard him speak in such assertive tones before. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'So... what happened?'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'Well... I recently had a few tests done. I had a pretty nasty bout of fever and...'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'And?'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'Well a few of the results seem to have shocked my doctor. I'd like for you to take a look.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'Yeah sure. Anytime.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'I'll Whatsapp it over.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'I did not realize that you were so...conscious about your health.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'Well someone has to... and it's not like anyone's there to... you know...after what happened...'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">I could hear his voice breaking, trailing off. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'How's the business?', I asked, changing the topic quickly. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">Bad topic, I thought, a few minutes late. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'Much better. I got what I wished for. And I hate it here now.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">Now I couldn't say I sympathized with him regarding this. That was the extent of the issues he had created. But... he was my brother. And a pained one at that.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'Listen...I'll call you la...' </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">I didn't let him complete,cutting in. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'Hold up. You listen to me. Stop this lone man act.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'What? Why? I'm perfectly comfortable the way I am now.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'No you are not. The man I knew, the brother I grew up with, he would have cracked ten lame jokes in these few minutes we got.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'Don't get worked up man. This is... this is the new me. The old me is gone.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'No! I refuse to accept that. I know you're in there. I know that...' I trailed off, my voice thick from all the emotion running through me. I was holding back tears. </span></div>
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<div style="color: #454545; font-family: ".sf ui text"; line-height: normal; text-align: left;">
<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'We both lost parents in that accident. Not only me. So for them at least, don't be like this.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'It wasn't your fault'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">His voice was so low, I almost didn't hear him say it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'What?', I asked, surprised. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'It wasn't your fault that they died.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'And it was yours?', I asked.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'Yes.'</span></div>
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<div style="color: #454545; font-family: ".sf ui text"; line-height: normal; text-align: left;">
<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'In what way? You're just blaming yourself for things that isn't even true.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'I know it. It was all that I said... my words...my actions. It drove them over the edge.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'It did not man.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'It did. I was a failure. I still am. Just that no ones around to judge me, correct me. I have no social life. My friends left me. My wife is distant and cheating on me with someone whom I called my best friend.' He paused to take a breath. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">And I took the opportunity. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'That is not your fault. None of those are. A car came and hit theirs. They did not drive into it. And You.Are.Not.A.Failure. Look</span><span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";"> at you running the businesses successfully. Your friends were all the friend versions of gold diggers. Papa and Mummy did warn you earlier. And your wife. Bah. I warned you that she was the wrong choice for you. But you were adamant. Now stop moping around, get off your ass and grow the empire. It's what Papa and Mummy would have wanted you to do. I know it, even our sister knows it.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'Bro?'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'I'm here.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'And?'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'Thank you. I needed that. I've sent the report. I'll call soon.'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">And that was the last I heard of him for a few weeks. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">The next time, he did not call. He came in his car. He brought our sister along. And we went to our favorite fast food burger place. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'I'm divorcing her' he told in my ear, out of earshot of her. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">I just smiled at him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">'You were right. I was wrong. God that eats me up from the insides'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">And I watched as a genuine laugh formed at his mouth. So, I joined in. So did she. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">He was happy. And by extension, so was I. And we all were, at that moment. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext";">Now if only they were here to see it. </span></div>
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Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-91703295185827113382017-12-04T01:11:00.001+04:002017-12-05T04:07:50.914+04:00Dusk<p dir="ltr">I didn’t think this day would come. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I finally gathered the courage to catch his hand. </p>
<p dir="ltr">He flung me away like a cow, a fly. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I landed hard. <br>
I crash landed hard. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I felt things inside me. My back hurt.  I was in pain. </p>
<p dir="ltr">And then I saw him raise his hand at my mother again. </p>
<p dir="ltr">And suddenly, the pain vanished. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Something else filled instead. It was boiling. It was spewing. It scalded my skin. It boiled my head. </p>
<p dir="ltr">It tore open my throat. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I screamed. <br>
I jumped. </p>
<p dir="ltr">He looked at me, incredulous. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Shock was replaced with mirth. <br>
His eyes laughed at me. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I bit his leg. <br>
Now it was his turn to scream. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I felt metal in my mouth. I felt liquid in my mouth. I felt flesh in my mouth. </p>
<p dir="ltr">He fell back. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I jumped up, wiping the blood with my hand. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I saw that he was trying to get up. <br>
I took the lamp nearby and hit him. <br>
It was heavy. <br>
I dropped it on him. </p>
<p dir="ltr">He fell down in a pool of blood. </p>
<p dir="ltr">My mother came at me, screaming. </p>
<p dir="ltr">‘Get out!’ She screamed. ‘Run for your life!’</p>
<p dir="ltr">She took some money and gave it to me. </p>
<p dir="ltr">‘Go, Son. My beautiful Kanna. Save yourself from this hell. ‘</p>
<p dir="ltr">With that, she pushed me into the street. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I ran, till I could no more. I did not look back. I ran. Just ran. Forward and forward. <br>
The blood flew down. It stained my back. It fell into my knickers. And down my leg. </p>
<p dir="ltr">And I ran. And kept on running. Until I fell down somewhere. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I opened my eyes to see angels around me. They walked around hurried. They looked angry. But one smiled at me. </p>
<p dir="ltr">‘You’ll be fine’ she said, caressing my forehead. <br>
Like mother used to. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I looked around. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Beds near me. People in that. People walking around them. Cries. Laughter. People chewing. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Was I at a hospital?</p>
Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-78136628858836468712017-12-03T00:47:00.001+04:002017-12-03T00:52:55.055+04:00Sunshine<p dir="ltr">'What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger.'</p>
<p dir="ltr">The words were scribbled on the wall. Amongst other inspirational quotes. <br>
I smiled at it.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Always the optimist, the idiot. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I move along, as silent as I can. </p>
<p dir="ltr">The dog looks up at me, his intelligent eyes locating mine. <br>
He puts his head back down, dismissing me as a non-threat. He has seen me before here. </p>
<p dir="ltr">My dress make a swish swish noise as I walk.</p>
<p dir="ltr">He chooses to ignore it, turning his head away. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I'm not impressed. <br>
Aren't dogs supposed to protect their owners?</p>
<p dir="ltr">I should do something about that.  </p>
<p dir="ltr">The sunlight is filtering through the curtained window. </p>
<p dir="ltr">It's pretty late in the day, why hasn't he woken up? I wonder. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Then I remember he liked to sleep in. Like a lot. A lot. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I can see him sleeping on the sofa. The TV is on, playing some sort of movie.<br>
I look at it. <br>
It has women with no clothes on. They seem to be in pain. They're screaming. <br>
I remember that pain. I remember screaming. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I make way to the sofa.  <br>
He's covered up, snoring. <br>
His legs can be seen outside the covers. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I take the knife, stabbing through the covers where his eye would be. </p>
<p dir="ltr">He sits up, bellowing. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I remove the knife and keep on stabbing. <br>
I move along his body and finally I think I've hit where it counts. He is thrashing blindly. One hand hits my chest. I fall down. <br>
He falls down, dead. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I remove the covers. <br>
His eye is bloody. So is his body.</p>
<p dir="ltr">I remove the cover from his body.</p>
<p dir="ltr">He is naked underneath. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I find the instrument he used inside me. It has something white covering around it. It's dry, yet wet. I think it's the same thing he made me eat. I take a lick. <br>
Yes. It's the same. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I take the knife and chop it off, slicing through it slowly.</p>
<p dir="ltr">I find the dog looking up at me. He is curious, I can see. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I feed him a small portion of the meat. Maybe he will keep some part of the body for others to find. </p>
<p dir="ltr">As I walk out, I look at the mirror on the wall.<br>
Blood is on my hand and my knife.<br>
My beautiful pink frock also has blood on it. <br>
The dress is still big for me. <br>
Mother had bought it for me last year. Before she died. I was young then. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I look at the quote again. <br>
I climb up using a chair. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I write below it, <br>
'Until it does.'</p>
<p dir="ltr">I'm happy, but I'm young no more. <br>
He made sure I am not. </p>
<p dir="ltr">As I wash my hands in his sink, I remember to put out a bowl for him. </p>
<p dir="ltr">He'll be thirsty after the meal. </p>
Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-67565731556154997242017-12-02T03:48:00.001+04:002017-12-03T00:48:49.740+04:00Shadow<p dir="ltr">I stay in the shadows as he brings his latest conquest into the bedroom. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Unknown to him, I am invisible to most. A shadow on the massive world. Nothing but an <u>u</u>nmoving silhouette. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I watch as he moves his body in rhythm with hers. I can figure her on her fours, him standing like a punished school boy, behind her, moving back and forth. <br>
They are making sounds. The moaning makes me sick. The stench is ever worse. <br>
Not to mention the sounds of body on body. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Human physiology never ceases to amaze me. </p>
<p dir="ltr">It slowly dawns on me that someday I too shall participate in such rituals of human courtship. <br>
But not before I complete the tasks at hand. Or maybe even in between. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Of late, I’ve noticed changes in My body. <br>
The physicality is wondrous. Hair in parts that I do not particularly like, nor the... </p>
<p dir="ltr">Breaking my thoughts, I hear him let out a loud moan. I am shaken for a minute. I see him slump over the woman. I fear, he has died. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Then I see him straighten up as the woman lies onto the bed. </p>
<p dir="ltr">They are exhausted. </p>
<p dir="ltr">The covers are drawn over their partially naked bodies. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I see him throw a used condom on the floor. It makes a wet noise as it hits the floor. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I move slightly. And then I notice a bump in my pants. I have an erection. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I do not have time to ponder this as I hear snores from him. <br>
The woman too, seems to have fallen asleep. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I move cautiously, drawing the mask over my mouth and nose. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I tip toe, as to not make noise. And I am very careful so that I do not stamp on the condom. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I slowly reach him, snoring peacefully. </p>
<p dir="ltr">His face is calm, but beneath that calm exterior lies a cruel, cruel man. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I slowly unsheath my knife, marveling at the way it catches the light. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I plant a kiss on his forehead but before he could open his eyes, I slice his throat. </p>
<p dir="ltr">His eyes are open now. His hands are moving frantically. He is drowning in his own blood.<br>
The noises are unbearable. <br>
He does not recognize who I am. I thought he should. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I wipe away my kiss from his forehead. <br>
I remove my mask, so that I am the last person he sees. </p>
<p dir="ltr">My gloved hand shows him a middle finger salute. </p>
<p dir="ltr">My precious father. I wanted something special for him. <br>
But, maybe, he doesn’t deserve more than this. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Curious, I go over to see what the woman is doing. <br>
I remember to put up my mask. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I can see her trembling with fear. Her eyes are darting here and there. </p>
<p dir="ltr">‘You haven’t seen anything babe. You were sleeping. And that is that.’ </p>
<p dir="ltr">She nodded. </p>
<p dir="ltr">‘Oh also, you look real good.’ </p>
<p dir="ltr">She looked surprised. And confused. Maybe a little angry as well? I couldn't tell. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I walked out, triumphant. Elated. Horny as well. </p>
<p dir="ltr">But that was one less evil in my life. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I had many more to go before I was free. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Maybe, this was my curse. Mine and mine only  </p>
Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-67833771796776766982017-08-22T16:30:00.002+04:002017-08-22T16:30:57.253+04:00My Fearsome Father<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;">His eyes may smile, not his teeth in vain </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;">At the hands of the doctor his eyes may show fear</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;">In front of me he doesn't show it, my dear </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;">In the heat he walks, without an umbrella nor a cap</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;">At the hands of a doctor he's a child </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;">Discipline he does, me, always like a child </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;">In front of others he's calm and quiet </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;">Uncut and unpolished like a diamond in the rough </span></div>
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Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-50530117862946882152017-05-11T00:50:00.001+04:002017-06-19T01:00:22.827+04:00Prove <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">They thought I didn't notice the whispers. And the sniggers.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">I pretended to not notice. But each whisper ate into my brain. Each snigger tore into my heart. And each glance filled with hate tore into my soul. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">Yet, I continued to walk on. It's not as if I could do something to change it. I was just as helpless as them to do anything about it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">It's just that They didn't know. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">Afterall, they did not understand who I was. Or what I am. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">I cursed myself. Never my parents. But myself. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">I had lost faith in the power above. I had long lost faith in human beings. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">But I did place faith in a few people, after all, what dork wouldn't have a few dorky friends? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">And as I walked towards the cafeteria, all I wanted to do was turn around and flick everyone off. I wanted to scream out at the top of my lungs, to prove to them that I was stronger than they thought I was. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">I wanted to prove to them that if they faced what I faced on a daily basis, they would want to kill themselves. A friend had. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">I wanted to prove, that I was just as filled with emotion as anyone else. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">I wanted to prove that just because I identified as gay, I wouldn't hit on you. And I wanted to prove that just because I was gay, I wouldn't rape your boyfriends. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">And I wanted to prove that being gay doesn't mean that you can cut me out of society. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">I wanted to prove that I was a human being, before anything else. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">The chance always eluded me. Poor, old me. Poor, old Sam. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">And now as I lie here, the blood flowing from my wrist and the pills eating me away from inside, I finally felt I didn't have anything to prove. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">Tomorrow, I wouldn't be judged. Tomorrow, I won't have anything to prove. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">Tomorrow, my parents would be beyond grief. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">Tomorrow, my friends would be crying. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">Tomorrow, he... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">Tomorrow... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">Fin. </span></div>
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Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-71583964082342432112017-05-11T00:49:00.001+04:002017-05-11T00:59:22.222+04:00The Search<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">Years of searching had finally gotten him here. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">At the place he had begun at. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">At the place, he wished he would not end up at. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">He walked up to the door, pushing it with his hand, knowing well enough that it would be unlocked. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">But to his shock and dismay, he found it to hold steady under his force. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">A woman walking out to clear her garbage, saw him standing, pushing the door of her neighbors house. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">'Who are you?' She shouted from afar, walking closer to him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">'I... I... I'm an old friend of hers' he replied,stammeeing, his mind just as shocked at his heart over the blatant lie.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">'Aah... so you didn't hear' she said, her face dropping. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">His breath caught at his throat, his heart raced. He feared the worst and if then, he knew he could do nothing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">'She left us a while back... left her home to her son' she said. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">A tear rolled down his cheek, followed by many more. His heart didn't give out, but he hoped it would. His mind cried out in sorrow, his mouth doing the same. His screams echoed throughout the street, the same way hers had that night he left. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">Fate had played a cruel trick on them. The Gods had taken revenge on him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: '.SFUIText'; font-size: 17pt;">Alone,in the world. Forever, to find himself again. </span></div>
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Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-26482540344817693132017-04-24T02:16:00.000+04:002017-04-24T02:16:03.815+04:00Friend <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>When the heart does beat </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>For one or none, it's no small feat</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>Hiding away myself, oh my dear</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>Out of nothing but for fear</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>Of what may be or what may not </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>A night or day, my eyes bloodshot </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>Far or near, the distance so clear</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>The pain nothing but a removable smear </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>A journey in love, afar, begun in pain </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>Temporary, a hope, forever, never a gain </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>Hope, renewed, a star born new</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>A friend like you, oh, so few </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;">- Sachin </span></div>
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Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-88594760150188024112017-04-23T02:14:00.001+04:002017-04-24T00:31:42.268+04:00Pain<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div style="font-family: '.sf ui text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>To live in the world is to pain</b></span></div>
<div style="font-family: '.sf ui text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>To pain in the world is to love</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>To bring life into the world she pains </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>From that life our heart feels pain</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>For sorrow and joy sees no 'morrow</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>The present is all it sees </b></span></div>
<div style="font-family: '.sf ui text'; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal;">
<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>Such a fickle companion these feelings </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>Seen an instant, vanishes the next </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>The marks forever remain so </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>Until the wave of joy washes over </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>Only to resurface again </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>At the hands of the ones we love, we pain again</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: ".sfuitext"; font-size: 17pt;"><b>- Sachin Nath</b></span></div>
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Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-15618289746857665062017-01-15T21:16:00.001+04:002018-09-23T18:16:18.880+04:00The Sea<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The waves touch my feet<br>
Yet the feelings touch my heart<br>
The sand sticks to my feet<br>
Yet the memories stick to my mind<br>
The sounds reaches my ears<br>
Yet the pain reaches my body<br>
The view falls on my eyes<br>
Yet the vision never falls from my soul</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">- Sachin Nath<br>
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Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-67677299802357376712016-12-04T03:16:00.000+04:002016-12-04T03:16:52.553+04:00The Glass Slipper<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Loneliness... it got to him.<br />
Even though he said it did not matter, how much ever he tried to convince his mind otherwise, he knew it did. <br />
His parents worried, his friends worried. His sisters worried. And he did not show to the world, his worries.<br />
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He put up a brave face. Tormented by the prospect of will it screw me up or will it not.<br />
He knew many beautiful girls. But he was afraid to ask them out. He knew it might end in disaster. But it might not.<br />
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Every single step in life mattered. And he did Not have a significant other.<br />
It made him furious. He knew he would be good at this stuff.<br />
But he had no one to prove it with.<br />
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So he spent his time between the gym,his home and work. He became fit with each passing day. His work skills improved. And he tried not to lose hope.<br />
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One day, his Cinderella in The Pumpkin Chariot would ride up.<br />
All he had to do was wait for her glass slipper to fall off and into his hands.<br />
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Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-62299677057102888242016-12-04T00:09:00.000+04:002016-12-04T00:10:29.665+04:00Tears<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Wave after wave of powerful emotions hit me. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't speak.<br />
All I could do was let the tears roll out.<br />
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I had just walked on to my wife cheating on me. They still hadn't noticed me, enthralled in their moment of passion.<br />
There was this dude balls deep in her, facing away from me.<br />
I could see her back arched, enjoying the moment. Her shapely ass hitting back at his muscular body, his hands occasionally slapping her ass.<br />
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He bend over to grab her boobs and that's when she said, let's change position.<br />
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Extracting themselves, they noticed me standing at the door.<br />
She probably didn't see what I was holding in my hand during her frantic rush to grab on to the blanket.<br />
He dived under the bed, presumably for his jeans or shirt. He didn't come back up from there, hiding his shame.<br />
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She was shocked. Words failed her. But I had recorded everything, or atleast the parts I had seen, in my phone. His primal grunts, her sensual moaning, him calling her name and she his... and as the final nail in the coffin... their faces.<br />
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I didn't say anything to her. She must have thought that I would want to talk about this to her.<br />
But all I said was,'My lawyer shall contact you. You may leave this home, or you may not. But that man cannot stay here.'<br />
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He left in a hurry. She didn't.<br />
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I stayed over at a hotel nearby. She stayed at the house.<br />
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The next day, I went to my friend. He was a lawyer. He could help me out. <br />
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He asked for me to have a consulting session with a marriage counselor.<br />
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She had agreed apparently.<br />
And I didn't say anything against it.<br />
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All the procedures followed.<br />
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Months later, I had my divorce.<br />
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And I watched in tears as the woman whom I had loved with all my heart walked away from me. She had broken it into tiny tiny pieces, but even then, when I saw her walking away... it made me cry again.<br />
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'Pussy' I scolded myself. I walked back to my car, ready for a new life, in a new city. </div>
Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-42627615123712197092016-11-28T01:56:00.000+04:002016-11-28T02:02:32.452+04:00The Runt<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "sf ui text";">He walked with the older man, struggling to keep up with his long strides. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "sf ui text";">Looking at the younger man through this spectacles, he did feel a tiny bit sorry for the runt. His tiny feet must be hurting and his lungs must feel like exploding... He was panting really hard. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "sf ui text";">He slowed down, allowing the runt to catch up. He could feel the gratitude emanating from him, but he didn't want it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "sf ui text";">'So what do you want, runt?', he asked, keeping his tone rough. It was intentional and he liked it when there was distance between him and people. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "sf ui text";">'Sir, I need a job at your firm', the runt said. Sir only laughed. The runt did not seem to be understand what the funny thing was, his face dead serious. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "sf ui text";">'What job do you think you can do?' </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "sf ui text";">'I'm willing to take the job of managing your firm.' </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "sf ui text";">He was shocked, but it soon turned to mirth. The face of the runt did not change, his brave face standing strong under the merciless laugh of Sir. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "sf ui text";">He stopped laughing when he understood that he wasn't joking. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "sf ui text";">'What makes you qualified for a job that high up?'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "sf ui text";">'Nothing in particular... I'm educated and driven. I know I can do it.', he said, his face lighting up with enthusiasm. 'Also, my dad tells me all the time, "The Mind of a young man is like a block of marble. All it needs is a good sculptor to carve the statue out.' </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "sf ui text";">He looked at the runt when he said those words. He remembered a young man, who he had befriended a long time ago, in a distant land. His voice echoed in his ears when the runt said those words. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "sf ui text";">Turning away to hide the tears in his eyes, he asked, 'Your father sounds wise. What is his name?'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "sf ui text";">'Ram' the runt replied. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "sf ui text";">He didn't turn, lest the runt see the emotions in his face. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "sf ui text";">His face in the dark, he told the runt, ' You join tomorrow. Ask for me and come to my office. And dress up well. You're going to be my assistant.' </span><br />
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Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-72613221241567843402016-09-21T20:09:00.001+04:002016-09-21T20:12:39.632+04:00Line of Life<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>Scratching and writing again</b><br />
<b>He wrote upon the Holy Paper</b><br />
<b>Eyes red without sleep</b><br />
<b>Brain overclocked without food</b><br />
<b>'A Masterpiece' he claimed</b><br />
<b>Done at last with his work</b><br />
<b>Send down did he to Earth</b><br />
<b>A human, a newborn, crying, eyes closed</b><br />
<b>A comma missed, fullstop in wrong</b><br />
<b>Life went on, the boy did grow</b><br />
<b>The missing and the wrong made the life</b><br />
<b>The memories forever etched in his mind</b><br />
<b>Return to Him afteral at the end</b><br />
<b>His face flowing, the question raised</b><br />
<b>'A masterpiece you crafted',he exclaimed</b><br />
<b>'My life, the best in the world!',he cried</b><br />
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P.S: What, or who, is the center of your life? The one thing or person you cannot live without?<br />
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Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-50722400189072055122016-09-13T04:36:00.001+04:002016-09-13T21:33:43.283+04:00Smile of LifeHey so it's a poem today... Not exactly a poem but some jumbled up words that just flew out of me... <div>Guess it was the news of the deaths in my near family that made me write this. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Anyways... Here goes. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><div><b>He smiled, his perfect teeth flashing in the light. </b></div><div><b>His eyes showed no fear, his face no tears </b></div><div><b>His children looked at him, the one with the beard and the ones without </b></div><div><b>His son and his daughters and by the side, his wife</b></div><div><b>Thumping his chest he said, '90s the end, the book says so', </b></div><div><b>The face hid the fear in his heart </b></div><div><b>But the faces of his family made the fear, fear him </b></div><div><b>Like a light shining in his heart </b></div><div><b>Every choice reflecting his determination</b></div></div><div><b><br></b></div><div><b><br></b></div><div>Sachin</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>P.S:<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> What do you think is the greatest fear of a parent?</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I am trying to take my Alexa rank to the next level with <a href="http://www.theblogchatter.com/" target="_blank">Blogchatter</a>. </span>Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-27541886254447611392016-09-09T20:25:00.001+04:002016-09-13T21:33:24.016+04:00All I AskGuys a totally random poem today <div><br></div><div>Do read and tell me how it is </div><div><br></div><div><div><div><div><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">To love without boundaries is all I ask </b></div><div><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">To love without pain is not what I ask </b></div><div><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">To feel without consequences is all I ask </b></div><div><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">To feel without justifications is all I ask </b></div><div><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">To forget without regret is all I ask </b></div><div><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">To forget without tears is all I ask </b></div><div><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">To remember without pain is all I ask </b></div><div><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">To remember without tears is all I ask </b></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br></b></div></div></div></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b><br></b></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Sachin </div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></div><div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I am trying to take my Alexa rank to the next level with <a href="http://www.theblogchatter.com/" target="_blank">Blogchatter</a>. </span></div>Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-7657277468689680882016-09-04T11:54:00.000+04:002016-09-04T11:54:38.634+04:00Monster in Mishra<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>He stared at the window in front of him, not registering the sun going down as time went by.</b></div>
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<b>He stared at the appearing moon and stars, even as he heard the sobs coming from the other room. </b></div>
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<b>He took out a cigarette and lit it, the smoke dissipating into the air. </b></div>
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<b>There were several scratch marks on his arms and a bite mark on his biceps. He took no notice of the flowing blood as he took the first puff. He finished the first cigarette and then another and then another. </b></div>
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<b>And slowly, like the sun rising over the horizon, the truth of his actions hit him. </b></div>
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<b>His eyes widened in fear. He loathed himself. He wished that his wife wouldn't hate him. He looked in the mirror and saw nothing but a monster there, with big round eyes and bleeding arms.</b></div>
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<b>‘What have I done? Oh My God, What have I done?’, he asked to an invisible entity, sobbing.</b></div>
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<b>‘WHAT DID I JUST DO?’ he screamed out loud. And he didn't even realize as the sobs in the other room paused for a minute, and then continued. </b></div>
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<b>He took a vase nearby and threw it onto the floor. He went near the mirror in a fit of anger and punched it, destroying the mirror, all the while screaming out of frustration and anger at himself. Blood flowed from the newly made wound on his hand. </b></div>
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<b>He took a pen and a piece of paper. With shaking hands, he wrote a letter. His eyes could be seen filling up with tears. A few of them landed on the paper but he continued writing. The blood splattered over the paper, yet he continued.</b></div>
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<b>He heard a door open and then slam shut. He placed the paper on the desk after signing it and put a book on it, partially covering the letter.</b></div>
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<b>A scream from the other room made him realize that she had found out.</b></div>
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<b>He ran out into the hall, pushing the woman coming at him away. She lashed out at him with her handbag, hitting him over the head. She was crying and screaming, ‘How Could You? You Monster?’</b></div>
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<b>He ran out of his apartment, with his wife running behind him, throwing things she could fine, bellowing at the top of her lungs. </b></div>
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<b>‘How could you, you monster? She was your own daughter!’</b></div>
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<b>‘I know I must be the most terrible man on this earth. Tell her I'm sorry and that I love her with all my life. And Mary… I don’t deserve you. Nor this life. This is Goodbye.’</b></div>
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<b>Saying that he jumped off the building, while shouting’ I'm Sorry Dear’</b></div>
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<b>On the way down, he saw his daughters face, looking out of the window. He saw the tear tracks down her face and her shock in finding him falling down.</b></div>
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<b>‘Forgive me dear’ he whispered, hoping that she would see. </b></div>
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<b>And with a resounding thud, he fell on to the hard pavement. </b></div>
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<b>Blood pooled nearby his head, overflowing into the road. The slit veins continued to pump blood, gradually stopping. Passers-by ran around frantically, someone finally calling an ambulance. </b></div>
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<b>After some time, Mary found a letter that he had written on their room drawer. It was wet in some places and also had blood splats over it.</b></div>
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<b>“Mary,</b></div>
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<b>I am the worst father in this world. I should have realized there was this monster living inside me. I knew it all this while and I decided to not get help. I have done what no father ever should think of, let alone do. For this, I plead your forgiveness. I have chosen to end my life because I don’t deserve to live in this world any more. Tell our daughter I am Sorry. Raise her with pride Mary. Raise her to be as strong as you. And our son as a stronger man than me, able to control his emotions.</b></div>
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<b>Pleading your forgiveness,</b></div>
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<b>Forever yours loving,</b></div>
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<b>Madhav Mishra“</b></div>
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<b>She took it and burned it over the fire, it's flames engulfing the paper bit by bit. But the light from the flames were nothing compared to the fire of determination in her eyes.</b></div>
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This is purely a work of fiction and not at all related to anyone I know, living or dead. I hope I have not wounded anyone through this work because that was and never will be my intention. </div>
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Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-4234143624637714882016-08-12T04:29:00.001+04:002016-08-12T04:42:57.118+04:00Blood of BirthLost I am in the sea of emotions <div>Lost I am in the sea of memories </div><div>Wandering for my path in the darkness </div><div>Supported by the love of birth blood </div><div>Memories to be made haunt my soul </div><div>Memories to be made worry my mind </div><div>Inconsistent in my footfalls on the path </div><div>Pushed to walk by the love of birth blood</div><div>Discontent sowed deep into my mind </div><div>Discontent flourishing deep in my soul </div><div>Yearning to move forward in all planes </div><div>Feet frozen by the love of birth blood </div><div>Deep in love I am in my mind</div><div>Deep in love I am in my soul </div><div>Unable to process my feelings </div><div>Forever burdened by the love towards birth blood </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Sachin </div>Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-20628302986436817062016-08-03T00:18:00.001+04:002016-08-28T12:41:36.438+04:00Rising StarShadows of the rising star <div>Hidden by the sympathy of the fallen stars </div><div>Darkened by the light </div><div>Lightened by the dark </div><div>Eventually falling into the pit</div><div>Made by man for mankind </div><div>Forever a follower </div><div>Forever a slave </div>Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-64167474589333232692016-07-24T02:57:00.001+04:002016-07-24T02:57:31.030+04:00ShacklesThe shackles of life I do wear <div>Unforgiving through pain, never through happiness </div><div>One link after another joins my fear </div><div>Another link disappears with time </div><div>Hopefully when time turns to null</div><div>So too shall my fear turn void </div><div>Unless I am shackled by the world </div><div>Unable to leave my love </div><div>Forever binding in pain </div><div>Forever binding in love </div>Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6204377740851257476.post-87125577390741006272016-07-21T00:21:00.001+04:002016-07-21T00:21:13.156+04:00Human<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Walking sandbags around me </span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Walking ashes around me </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sand in the air </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Ashes on the floor </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Shades on the sandbags </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Spectacles on the ashes</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Sandbags in rust on wheels </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Ashes in rusting wheels </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Rushing off to somewhere </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Running behind time </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Rushing off to the end </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Running behind colored paper </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And here I am confused </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Unsure of my direction</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Rushing behind love</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Running behind passion</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Rushing behind family </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Running behind friends </span></div>Sachin Nathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06107644761991034515noreply@blogger.com0